Christmas Bonus Chapter

Author's Notes: This chapter will act as both a bonus for all those who favorited or subscribed to the story and an entry to Fan Fiction Challenge #6 (see the Mostly Lucky Star Forum for more details.) As a bonus chapter, this can be counted as part of or separate from the rest of the story. It's up to you to make that choice. Personally, I'd count it. XD

Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. They would be two days that Hiyori Tamura would not soon forget. If for good or bad reason, you ask? Well, that depends on who's telling the story…

-o0o-

What the hell is wrong with me? I was finally over doing this: going on dates with others. I told Kona-chan that I wanted to be with her and only her… But then I agree to this! Well, it's not like Kona-chan backed me up or anything. I should have know she'd do something like this, even though we're a couple.

At that moment, Hiyori spotted her pair of companions, her company for the rest of the night, approaching from through the front entrance of the school. How did this happen again? Let me think…

-o0o-

"You want to what?" Hiyori shot back at nearly full volume.

Before Tamura stood Yutaka Kobayakawa and Minami Iwasaki, two fellow peers and friends in Ryoo High and. The reason for her outburst was simple: she was just asked out on a date. By both of them.

For the same date.

With Minami at her side, Yutaka stood her ground before Hiyori. But even still, she was quite nervous (as her voice clearly showed.) "Y-Yes," she said. "M-Minami and I were wondering if y-you wanted to go on… a date. With the both of us."

Hiyori whipped herself around to see how Konata was reacting to this, but she was long gone by then. Where the hell did she go? Just when I need her the most, she up and vanishes! Thanks a lot, Kona-chan! She turned back to the two. "W-Why do you want to… date?" she asked the both of them.

"W-Well," replied Yutaka, "like I said, Konata told me what you told her, about all those dates you-"

"Wait, let me stop you right there, Yutaka… Exactly what did your cousin say to you about what I did?"

Her blush intensified slightly. "W-Well… C-Can we meet after school today?" she then asked.

Iwasaki picked up from there. "The café a few blocks from here," she stated. "You know which one I mean?"

"Yeah," Tamura instantly replied. "That I do know." After all, a lot of things occurred there…

"Can you meet us here, in the courtyard after the final bell? We'll go there after."

"… Sure," the artist slowly replied. "I can do that."

After a nod, Manami turned to Yutaka. "I think the bell is going to ring soon. We should get inside." The pink-haired girl concurred with a nod of her own and the two entered through the front entrance of the building. Hiyori, however, seemed too stunned to move from her spot.

… Is this even going to be worth it? If I fall back into that habit, if the pain returns… No, it won't. I have Kona-chan to help me with that. She helped me so much these past months, I wish I could repay her somehow-

"… but if she's good, she just might get it for Christmas."

… Maybe there is a way…

-o0o-

The three sat in silence. In one corner of the café (the same one the artist had visited before on many occasions), she sat across from her green and pink-haired peers. On the surface on the table, there sat before Hiyori her usual caramel macchiato (but being Christmas Eve, the store gave it a festive touch, topping it off with a pinch or two of red and green sugar sprinkles.) Before Minami sat a regular medium coffee (black) and in front of Yutaka sat nothing.

For the past few minutes, in fact, the three had not spoken a word. Hiyori was waiting for one of the others to begin (for it was their intent on coming here so that they could tell her something.) But so far, Yutaka seemed more content with looking down at her shoes. Finally, after what felt an eternity, Minami gave her another nudge with her elbow.

"Aren't you going to tell her?" she asked Kobayakawa.

Yutaka finally lift her eyes and turned them to Hiyori. "I-I… I can't!" she nearly wept. "I'm just too nervous. You have to say it for me, Minami-chan."

"But what about all the practice we did? Was it all for nothing?" She keeps mentioning that they "practiced" for something, but I have no idea what they're talking about!

"I'm sorry, but I just can't say it."

Iwasaki voiced a sigh of relent. "Fine. I guess I'll tell her then." She turned her gaze to Hiyori. "You see, Tamura-san, we wanted to ask you something. After what Izumi-san told us-"

"Yeah, about that," Hiyori interjected. "Mind telling what exactly she told you two?"

"… Well, she actually told Yu-chan first, then she told me."

"She told you about all the dates I've been on, right?"

"Yes, but she said that you've given that up. But… She also told Yu-chan about… what you and Izumi-san do."

Oh God no. Knowing Kona-chan, she probably told them that we've basically had sex. Though we never had sex sex, I bet Kona-chan exaggerated her stories and told Yutaka that- JESUS, why the hell can't she learn to keep her mouth shut!

"S-So," Hiyori continued, "she told you, Yutaka, about the… intimate things we did?" The blush she received back from both girls answered that question for her without words. "… So what did you want to tell me?" she then asked.

"Well, after Izumi-san telling us this, we were wondering if… perhaps… you wanted to… do that kind of stuff… with us?"

Hiyori had never hyperventilated before in her life, but on that day, at that exact moment, she did just that. With her left hand clutching her chest, she began to take rapid and anxiety-latent breaths. "T-Tamura-san, are you ok?" Yutaka quickly asked to which she received no verbal reply (apart from more breathing.) Minami then began to get up from her chair in an attempt to help the artist, but she quickly shot her other hand up to her, telling her wordlessly that she was fine.

She eventually stopped hyperventilating after a few long minutes. By then, she and the other two were receiving looks from the café's other patrons. Finally, Tamura was able to speak. "Y-You want to do… that?" she was able to muster.

Surprisingly, after being so quite, Yutaka replied. "Y-Yeah," she said. "Minami-chan and I discussed and we agreed that it was something we both wanted to try."

"… A threesome?" Hiyori whispered.

"Yes… I guess you could call it that."

Tamura looked back and forth between the two to see their facial expressions. Minami seemed rather deadpan, meaning she was dead serious as to what she was asking. Yutaka, in contrast, continued to look fidgety and nervous.

"L-Look, Minami? Yutaka? I'm not sure you know what exactly you're asking-"

"No," Kobayakawa suddenly interrupted, "we do know what we're asking. And we want to do it with you."

T-This is… insane! How can these two ask something like this and be so calm about it! And furthermore, they both sound like they really do know what they're asking for. But that can't be! Unless…

"Um," Hiyori continued, "you two, perhaps, haven't already done that kind of stuff together already?"

Yutaka paused before she answered. "Yes, we have."

The artist suddenly saw the two in a new light. Many times before, in the secret depths of her mind, Hiyori had imagined the two in such loving scenarios. But now, her imaginings had just been proven true. They were as close as she had imagined, perhaps as close as she and Konata were.

"So," Minami then said. "Have you made your decision?"

I'd be lying to myself if I said that I didn't want to do this, because I really, really want to. If they had asked me a few months ago (of course I would have been nervous at first) but I would have gladly accepted. But now, things are different. I'm with Kona-chan! And the last thing I want to do is cheat on her! Oh what to do? What to do!

… I'm going to hate myself for doing this…

"… Ok," Hiyori finally replied. "I'll do it."

The two peer's eyes lit up for a split second. "R-Really?" Yutaka asked, to which her reply was a nod. "Thank you, Tamura-san. You're really kind to do this."

Yeah, kind… "S-So, when do we-?"

"I thought," answered Minami, "we could go my house today. We originally thought of going over Yu-chan's, but we then remembered that Konata would be there, so that would have been awkward for you, Tamura-san."

"Right… Um, you can call me Hiyori if you want to."

"… Ok, Hiyori… Well, are we both ready to leave?" Both Yutaka and Hiyori nodded. Minami waved their waitress for the check and, as she walked off to collect it, she spotted in the opposite corner of the room a rather interesting sight. "Yutaka," she then whispered to her, "look over there."

Both she and the artist looked to the direction Minami was referencing. There at another corner, sat Kagami and Tsukasa Hiiragi. Both had steaming drinks before them and, currently, they looked to be in the midst of conversation. As they talked, Hiyori noticed something else. From the distance she sat from the other table, she could see beneath it.

Kagami's right hand and Tsukasa's left hand were held together, their fingers interlocked tightly in a seemingly unbreakable bond.

"When do you think this happened," Yutaka asked the taller girl. She then turned to Hiyori. "Do you know, Tam- I mean Hiyori?"

You could say that…

-o0o-

After the trio left the café, they made for Minami's house. As they turned one street corner, putting her house into view, Hiyori instantly remembered who lived across from Minami: Miyuki Takara. Crap! I can't let her see me here. Not after how I promised her that I would try and quit the habit. The artist positioned herself close behind Minami, using her tall figure as a device with which to block herself from sight.

"Hiyori?" Iwasaki said. "What are you doing?"

"I can't let Miyuki see me here. It's a long story, but trust me, it won't be pretty."

"Ok…" she said back slowly, choosing to say no more. Tamura hid behind the two until finally they entered through the front gate. The second the gate closed, Hiyori removed herself from behind her cover.

Once inside, the three removed their shoes in the foyer and, without speaking a word, they headed upstairs, toward Minami's room. Her room was, in some ways, like Hiyori's room. There was a large bed against the wall opposite the door, a desk where various school supplies were neatly organized, and a large bookshelf to the left of the door, holding a many number of leather-bound books.

Minami and Yutaka put their schoolbags next to the desk and, after a brief pause, they climbed atop the bed, then waiting for Hiyori to do the same. It took her a few tense moments before she could do so. She took a spot at the foot of the bed, opposite of the other two, who sat near the head.

"… So," the artist said with a deep sigh. "How should we… start?"

Minami looked to the pink-haired girl. "Do you want to start?" she asked her.

Naturally, she shifted uncomfortable in her spot. "I-I… Well, I'm just so use to doing these kind of things with you, Minami-chan, so to do it with Hiyori with you watching…"

"Well, what if we kissed first? Would that help?" Slowly, Yutaka nodded. "Sorry, Hiyori-"

"No, no, that's ok," she quickly defended. "Do whatever you need to."

The artist looked on as the next event unfolded before her. The two pivoted themselves toward each other. They then scooted forward. Tamura was instantly reminded of the times when she and Konata would kiss: Yutaka sat herself atop Minami's right thigh and she lifted herself up on her legs (while Minami bent down slightly) until their lips connected.

Their kiss turned deep in an instant, an unbridled show of the affection they shared. Between them, they voiced soft moans. Minami brought her hands around Yutaka's tiny waist and Yutaka brought her arms around Minami's body (as much as she could.)

Hiyori was left stunned, paralyzed by the display. I think I just died. I died, and this is some sort of heaven. I always imagined these kinds of things, but now it's actually happening, right in front of me!

Their kiss lasted for a full four minutes, the bond of their lips not breaking once. When it finally did, their faces slowly pulled apart and their love-struck eyes gazed deeply into each other's.

"You go first, Minami-chan," Yutaka whispered.

"B-But Yu-chan-"

"It's ok. Seeing you go first might help me more."

After another pause, Minami nodded in confirmation. Their arms broke their embrace and after Yutaka removed herself from atop Minami, the mint-green haired girl turned to the bespectacled one. Hiyori slowly approached and brought herself close to Minami, wedging her right knee in-between her legs.

"Ready?" Iwasaki asked.

"Yes," Tamura replied, and the two leaned forward and caressed lips. For Hiyori, it was different from her other experiences with kissing: with no offense to her, her kisses seemed less "soft" than the others. Nevertheless, their oral embrace deepened and, unintentionally, Hiyori's hand migrated to the warmth of the skin of Minami's thighs.

Soon after, their contact broke and Hiyori removed herself from betwixt Minami's legs. Before she could say anything, she noticed Yutaka out of the right of her eye. The blush on her face she had held had intensified to a new height since she and Minami kissed. Not only that, but her breathing had become rather excitable.

Minami noticed this as well. "Yu-chan? Are you ok?" she asked.

Yutaka didn't even seem to notice that Minami had spoken. Her eyes were too fixated upon the artist. Without speaking a word just yet, she shuffled herself forward and plopped herself (much like she did with Minami) atop one of Hiyori's thigh and wrapped her tiny arms around her waist.

"Y-Yutaka?" Hiyori said, completely taken back by this display.

"T-That was… amazing," she whispered back. "I- I had no idea that would be so… enticing. I-I need to try!" And before Hiyori could react, Yutaka had already lifted herself up and pressed her mouth against the artist's.

The emotions that ran through the artist's veins were both too numerous and intense to describe. Holy… My God… T-This is really happening, isn't it? Little Yutaka. Sweet, cute, innocent Yutaka. And I'm actually kissing her! T-This is so…

Hiyori suddenly found herself out of the control of her own body. Her left arms suddenly shot around the back of Yutaka's head and it pulled it in closer to hers, further deepening the kiss. The pink-haired girl gave a single muffled yelp of protest, but it was quickly replaced with more pleasured moans. After another minute or so, Hiyori seemed to gain control of her actions and she released her grip of Kobayakawa's head and separated the contact of their lips.

"S-Sorry," Hiyori quickly apologized. "I didn't mean to do that. It just happened-"

"It's ok, Hiyori," Yutaka said back. "That was unexpected, coming from you, Hiyori." This cause the artist to blush further. Just then, Minami softly cleared her throat to get the others' attention.

She slowly reached her hands toward the bow of her uniform and began to cautiously undo it. "Hiyori?" she said. "Um, you think you're up for… taking it further?"

I think we all know what her answer was…

-o0o-

Later that same night, at around 21:00, Konata Izumi received a call on her cellphone. She quickly paused the game she was playing on her computer and read the display before answering. "Hey Hiyorin. How's it goin'?"

Instead of a standard "Fine" or an "Ok," Konata was met with this. "I just had my first threesome."

… Izumi was truly left speechless. She was so taken back by Hiyori's choice of words that she had none to respond with.

"Kona-chan?" Hiyori then said.

"… With who?" Konata finally asked.

"… Minami and… Yutaka."Once more, silence. "Kona-chan?"

"… REALLY!" she then suddenly screamed with joy, effectively making Hiyori's left ear deaf. "What the-? So that's why you weren't at the bench after school today! Hiyorin, you have to tell me the details! Tell me!"

"… Hey, Kona-chan. Would it be ok if I came over tomorrow?"

"On Christmas? I wouldn't have it any other way! Sure you can come over. Did you get me a gift, Hiyorin?"

… but if she's good, she just might get it for Christmas.

"… Actually, yeah, I did…"

-o0o-

Hiyori arrived at the Izumi residence at around 15:00 the next day: Christmas Day. She paused to gain her composure before she rang the doorbell. She heard Konata's bounding footfalls approach the door not a second or two later.

"Hiyorin!" she greeted the artist. "Merry X-Mas!"

Tamura grinned back. "Merry Christmas to you," she said back. "… Is your Dad home, Kona-chan?"

"Dad? No, he'll be out for the rest of today." Perfect. "He got a call this morning about a manuscript he sent in. He got really excited, saying that the publishing company might consider putting it into circulation. It sucks that he's not here, but I'm happy that he might get something published." Izumi then looked at Hiyori's hands to see that she wasn't holding anything: not a bag nor wrapped box. "So, where's my present?" she then asked.

Hiyori's smiled turned mischievous. Time to embarrass Kona-chan. Tamura lunged her left arm forward, grabbed Konata's right arm, and pressed her hand against the area right in-between her legs. "Your gift is right here," she said.

Konata gasped, both at the artist's sudden ambiguity and the realization of what she meant. "Holy shit," she whispered. "D-Do you mean-?"

"That's right," she answered. "If you're up to it-"

"Follow me!" Konata exclaimed. She grabbed Hiyori by the arm that clutched hers and dragged her lover into the house, up the stairs, and to her room. Their excitement was so great, they didn't even bother to take off their shoes.

-o0o-

"AAAAAAAAAAH!"

Hiyori screamed perhaps a bit louder than she wanted to, but in that moment, she couldn't have cared less. She experienced a feeling she would have never thought possible: a pain that was offset and overshadowed by the pleasure that arose with it. After that moment, Hiyori would never be the same.

With Konata's aid, the young artist became a woman.

Tamura opened her eyes and stared longingly into Konata's. The two sat atop their knees on Konata's bed. Both of Hiyori's arms were wrapped around Izumi's waist The otaku's left hand was wrapped around the other's waist as well, but her right hand, the very hand that had just committed the life-altering act, was still nestled between her lover's legs, inserted and wrapped in warmth.

Konata leaned forward and pecked Hiyori on the lips before asking in a soft whisper "How was it?"

"… Beyond words," the artist whispered back. She then looked down and quickly gasped at the stain she had just created on Konata's bed. "K-Kona-chan, the sheets! I'm sorry-"

"Don't worry about it," Izumi reassured her. "They were old crappy sheets anyway. I'll throw them out when you leave."

Hiyori tightened her grip of Konata and entered into a passionate kiss, a kiss which Izumi equally returned. When their contact finally broke, the artist rested her head against Konata's left shoulder. "I love you, Kona-chan, sooo much," she whispered.

"I love you too," she said back. "… So, when are you going to do the same for me?"

"… How about right now?"

-o0o-

Unbeknownst to the otaku and artist, the exact same thing was occurring between another couple: sisters, to be exact.

Much to Kagami's surprise, Tsukasa had managed to stifle her screams when the event happened. The same couldn't be said for her sister though. When it happened for her, Tsukasa was forced to cover Kagami's mouth with her other hand, as to not alert the entire neighborhood of their actions. But when all was said and done, the two shared a blissful silent moment together, warmed in the embrace they gave each other atop Kagami's bed.

"… I can't believe I did that," Tsukasa whispered.

"… I can't believe we did that," Kagami replied as she ran her finger through her sister's short hair.

"Do you think we should tell Mom and Dad?" Tsukasa then asked.

"… Not yet," Kagami replied. "Maybe later, but not now. We should wait at least until after the holidays." As the twin-tailed girl continued to cradle her sister against her, she gave thanks from within her thoughts.

"Thank you, Hiyori. For everything, thank you…"